FUCK my memory, you guys, for real.
OK, so there's a limited-edition B-Wing Lego set that Jay said he wanted to get for Giftmas. So, since I'd just spent the night at my parents' house, and there's a Lego store in the mall right near there, and Mom wanted to go to the mall today anyway, I asked if it was OK for me to tag along so I could get the B-Wing for him.
First of all, this is a $200 set. I'd thought it was one of the $120 sets, so this threw me. I brought it to the front, and the cashier starts ringing it up, also scanning the Black Friday freebies that go with it (and are actually surprisingly good at the Lego store--I was expecting crap freebies).
Mom notices that he accidentally charged for the little set that I was supposed to get for free, AFTER I'd already put my card through. So they had to void the entire transaction and re-ring it. I go to scan my card the second time, and it's declined, because Wells Fargo assumed that 2 similar transactions at the same store within 5 minutes of each other == stolen debit card. Mom uses her card, transfers the money from my account to hers, then I call WF and tell them that my card is still in my possession.
We spend another 2 hours in the mall looking for gifts Mom wanted to buy relatives, and finding maybe half of them. On Black Friday, which means it takes 3 times as long to get anywhere or do anything from the sheer number of people everywhere crowding you, and it's super fucking loud so it threatens to give me YET ANOTHER fucking migraine.
So. After ALL OF THIS, I'm on the phone with Jay, and I joke that for the money and trouble it took to get him that Lego set, he'd better love it like it was his first-born. He asks me which set I got. I tell him.
"Honey, I told you NOT to buy me that set! I was going to have [his brother's awesome ex who works at a different Lego store and lets us take advantage of quarterly employee discounts] get that next month when it's half-off for employees!"
Well, FUCK.
